Party Crashers
We took a walk with Yaza by the beach today. I didn’t take Sayid because last time he was overexcited and puked his whole breakfast, plus a lot of white foam. I’ll take shorter walks with him around the block to make it up to him. Yaza is such a young lady and she doesn’t get too hyper like that. Plus she needs some light exercises.
Yaza was scared shitless by some clowns and mickey mouse, donald duck and spongebob custom dudes. Some people recognized her breed (rare) and some pointed at her, played with her, told me how cute she was and such. Others were afraid of the “angry, murderer pit bull” that she is. Just your average walk with a Frenchie in Fortaleza.
After that we met Ricardo who’s a cool Pit Bull breeder starting into the Frenchies world. He’s very nice and totally well-meaning. We talked for a while (his frenchie did throw up) up till the point I realized that with two Frenchies and an English Bulldog, most of our “walk” was spent on the benches, sitting and talking. That right there is one of the main reasons why I LOVE this breed.
Later we came back to my place and went to meet Fabi who was at a game party on the mall next to my place. Yes, I live next to a mall. Yes, it is perfect. Yes, I do go there almost everyday. No, I do not know how I have ever survived prior to living next to a mall.
So, we went to the game thing and besides playing our asses off, getting way too many game tickets and even finding some abandoned tickets around, we were invited upstairs to help with the “food situation”. The food situation was: food > guests. Need I say more?
Tags: beach, dogs, food